My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 823

"Those media companies and television stations are full of beautiful women. The women who work there are extremely venomous. They must not be underestimated."

Cindy heard that her good friend May would accompany Henry to the celebration party, so she asked her out early in the morning to go to beauty salons, choose jewelry and dress, and find a professional designer to do the fashion styling for the coming party.

"You know Henry is highly coveted now. Those women want to get him, so you have to be vigilant against so many rivals."

"You must dress yourself up tonight!"

Cindy waved her hand and a few employees of the salon rushed forward and dragged May for a complete beauty service to give her a makeover.

May rarely came to beauty salons. She was taken to a small room and stripped naked, which made her very awkward. Then some employees there wrapped her in the black mud, making her look as though she had just crawled out from mud.

"...That's exaggerating. Henry has no interest in other women."

She lay flat on the beauty bed and chatted vaguely with Cindy.

"May, although you've been in France for so many years, you haven't seen the horror of women's jealousy."

Obviously, Cindy frequented this beauty salon. She was having mud applied to her body while crunching her apple noisily.

"I used to be a fool. Ever since my father married my stepmother, I'm completely different now. I don't dare to look down on that angelic bitch who pretends to be weak!"

Thinking of the bad things in the Sandfort family, Cindy was indignant and her face twisted with hatred.

An employee rushed over and pressed her down. "Oh, Miss Sandfort, we've told you many times that you can't eat, talk, or make exaggerated facial expressions while we are applying the mud onto you? What if there grow fine wrinkles?"

Cindy was a frequent customer of the salon, but it seemed that she didn't do it to look better but just for fun.

"Don't worry about me today. Just get my friend ready. We're going to the battlefield tonight."

May felt that Cindy was exaggerating.

But when she arrived at the hotel where the celebration party was held, she saw so many stunning beauties presenting themselves one after another as if she was watching TV where many stars were walking on the red carpet, trying to outshine others.

"...I don't think I can match them no matter how I dress up." There was a hint of inferiority in her tone.

She was wearing a champagne dress tonight and looked quite ladylike and elegant. But standing together with the beauties, she really felt inferior.

"You don't have to compete with them. The main character of today's celebration party is Henry. You are Henry's girlfriend, so you are naturally in a better position."

Cindy was wearing a black suit and heels of fifteen centimeters, standing as straight as she was walking on a runway show. Holding May's hand, she walked around the crowd.

"Where's Henry?"

Cindy was very dissatisfied that Henry did not wait for them at the door, causing them to run to nowhere.

"He's busy with work. There's nothing we can do. We agreed to meet at the venue." May defended him.

Cindy snorted.

Looking around, there were so many people here and it didn't look like an ordinary celebration party. Many big shots in the business world also attended not to mention those flirtatious female stars.

"No wonder. Look at the man in the bright blue suit over there."

Suddenly, Cindy pointed to a man on the right who was drinking and talking, and whispered to May in her ear.

"That man is Charles Shepherd. He's a very well-known bankroller in the A City. He's invested money in Henry, and he has a lot of rumored affairs. It seems that all these women are coming for him today."

May knew nothing about such gossip and stared at Charles seriously. He was so young, but he was Henry's investor.

Charles was chatting with friends when he suddenly turned around, only to find two women pointing at him. They didn't look fawning, but they looked as if they were studying him.

"Mr. Shepherd, anygirl you like?" the friend next to him immediately teased him.

"I've heard that Mrs. Shepherd is going marriage hunting for you. Hahaha."

Charles stroked his forehead. The thought of his pushy mother immediately gave him a headache.

"My elder brothers aren't married either. My mother just presses me, knowing I am a pushover... I just think those two girls look a little familiar."

Charles was telling the truth. Logically speaking, he wouldn't take the two plain women seriously, but he had the feeling that he had met them somewhere.

He had seen too many women to take them seriously.

He was furious at the mention of women. "Is Christina here?" Charles gritted his teeth.

"Who?"

A few bad companions of his didn't remember who Christina was for a moment. "Which female star do you want to see, Mr. Shepherd? Look at the group of women over there are winking at us. It seems that we will have great fun tonight. Hahaha..."